Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Italy and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing China Crisis to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Gichy Dan,
Barrington Levy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
OOIOO,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Suicide,
The Monochrome Set,
Piero Umiliani,
Franke,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mars,
Saccharine Trust,
The Motions,
Circle Jerks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Toni Rubio,
The J.B.'s,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bill Near,
Gabor Szabo,
The Zeros,
Barry Ungar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MC5,
Susan Cadogan,
Second Layer,
The Human League,
Eurythmics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Reuben Wilson,
The Index,
Das Ding,
Silicon Teens,
The Modern Lovers,
Thompson Twins,
Ultravox,
Zapp,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Delta 5,
The United States of America,
Anakelly,
Yazoo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dawn Penn,
Ituana,
JFA,
Janne Schatter,
Cluster,
The Young Rascals,
Gong,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lungfish,
Accadde A,
James White and The Blacks,
Ken Boothe,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.